Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Mr. Candle is right, Mr. Magic, please don't come up with something like this, it will consume the trust of the participants in our party."

　　 Mr. Hood also supported Jenkins's approach, but Miss Magic was not angry or objected.

　　 "Okay, I'm not thinking about it well."

　　 As she spoke, she took out a palm-length blue feather again.

　　 "I don't know what it is, but it does contain spirit, so it should be some kind of special material."

　　 In Jenkins' eyes, the feathers emit a faint white light, but not very strong.

　　 "Yes."

　　 He has no better choice, as long as it is not golden light.

　　 Jenkins explained the history and characteristics of A-01-2-0198, but did not mention the black and white flowers. This belongs to the secret of the church. Not only is the parchment signed by Jenkins prohibiting him from leaking secrets when he joined the office, it may also cause his identity to be exposed.

　　 After this transaction, everyone exchanged several special materials, and Mr. Hood still hopes to be able to buy silver that has been blessed by the [Nature Spirit] church.

　　 "I have one [Extraordinary] here."

　　 Just when Jenkins thought it was about to end, Mr. Birch coughed twice and announced in a low voice unexpectedly.

　　【True Object】【Gift】【Extraordinary】The biggest difference from the items made through rituals is that they are permanently effective and the spirit will not pass away. These three items can only be obtained in a few ways, such as the gift of gods, the acquisition of treacherous realms, and the formation of nature, and therefore they will be numbered and recorded.

　　 "I think no one can buy it here, right?"

　　 Miss Magic chuckled, but she sounded like a cannibal old witch.

　　 "Its role is very inconspicuous, and its origin is not very positive, and I need some cash recently..."

　　 "This is a legal gathering, we cannot sell stolen goods!"

　　 Mr. Hood stopped immediately.

　　 "No, please listen to me. This is not stolen goods. It is just an unknown source... The Orthodox Church recorded it, B-01-5-92939."

　　 "If I remember correctly, 5 means it [can be used normally under any circumstances and is not dangerous]."

　　 Jenkins said, Mr. Birch nodded:

　　 "Yes, its name is [Mr. Hunter's Fruit Plate]. As long as you infuse a small amount of spirit, you can get three different fruits every day. Of course, it's ordinary fruits."

　　 The other five people were silent.

　　 "You can buy it in cash, so it's also a piece of [extraordinary]..."

　　 At the end, he couldn't even go on.

　　 The thing in Jenkins's eyes is blue. This is a brand new color that he has never seen before. He is a little interested, but he is worried that his savings are not enough.

　　 "10 pounds. Its origin is unknown."

　　 Miss Magic said.

　　 "Can you add more?"

　　 Mr. Birch asked tentatively, and Miss Magic shrugged.

　　 "11 pounds."

　　 Jenkins spoke. Although the price sounds a bit aimed at Miss Magic, the latter seemed indifferent and said nothing.

　　 In the end, Jenkins used half of his savings to actually buy a piece of [Extraordinary], although its origin is unknown, although it is useful...

　　 Due to the big octopus that appeared in Nolan City at night and A-01-2-0198, the next party was postponed to two weeks later, and the code was also set as a newspaper.

　　 According to the order of the lottery, Jenkins left second. He wanted to ask Mr. Hood if he knew about other parties. But I felt it was too careless to do so, so I gave up.

　　Walking around in the alleys of Sabine for half an hour, Jenkins walked along the tree back to his bedroom, very well, the door was still locked.

　　 Tonight’s party gave him a chance to know more secret news. Although it seems useless now, he from the 21st century knows the importance of information.

　　 And it’s also fun, isn’t it?

　　 didn't go to bed right away, he took the dirty wooden plate out of his arms, and it was carved with some common decorative patterns.

　　 Enter a little spirit. In the moonlight, an unripe green apple, a hazelnut and a red cherry with attractive color appeared on the plate.

　　 "Is hazelnut a fruit?"

　　 He frowned and thought, then put the cherries in his mouth, they tasted good.

　　 Jenkins sometimes thinks that although he is a traverser, he may not be the so-called protagonist, because the rest of his life returned to peace in the next week, and he originally thought he would encounter anomalies one after another.

　　 "But this is also good."

　　 Jenkins, who was lying in front of the counter copying the tadpole in the photo, suddenly said something, and his father almost broke the porcelain in his hands.

Dad was still in contact with the publisher. Originally, both of them thought they could be resolved by relying on the relationship of the church, but later discovered that publishing regular books requires the so-called book batch number, which is the official book publishing qualification issued by the kingdom. , And the church has just used up.

　　 Dad has found a professional printer under the church. He admires Jenkins's fairy tale collection very much. If Jenkins is willing to wait until the last quarter of the year and the next batch number is released, the gentleman is willing to be the first to print and publish Jenkins’ book, but the old man feels that there is no need to wait so long, so he contacted the church partner , This also takes a while.

　　 Jenkins's study has finally turned from theory to practice, not only in antiques, but also in occult.

　　 On that day, under the gaze of the old man, Jenkins independently performed a "prayer ceremony" in the warehouse in the backyard of the antique shop. As the name suggests, the purpose of the ritual is to pray to the [inherited sage], and under normal results, the gods can watch for a short time.

　　 Because of his identity, Jenkins is very resistant to this. But he couldn't find a reasonable way to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and draw the sage's holy emblem on the ground with the ritual chalk that was not used up last time, kneeling on the holy emblem and begging to look at the lady. In front of him was a small piece of silver as a sacrifice.

　　 "Silver" is just a sacrifice in a symbolic sense. According to the old man, it takes a price to let the gods look at you. But the righteous gods are very generous, as long as they don't put some rotten food or garbage, they will not care.

　　 The process was unexpectedly smooth. When Jenkins lowered his head and finished chanting the last note, he immediately felt a gentle look like substance suddenly appeared, looking down at himself from the sky with tremendous pressure.

Section 32 Chapter 31 Pray for your gaze (below)

　　 Although that gaze was so majestic that it prevented Jenkins from looking up, it was so loving and broad that after his gaze disappeared, Jenkins stood up for a long time.

　　 For the first time, he realized that this world really has gods in the traditional sense. They are not extremely powerful human beings, but higher existences that are fundamentally different from themselves.

　　 "He didn't find that I had a problem. Did he get through it?"

　　 Pray to one's own god, this is the simplest kind of ritual, but for believers of the true god, it is also of extraordinary significance.

　　On the one hand, they can make sacrifices to the gods in this way, such as the small piece of silver that disappears after the ceremony. If you can gain the favor of the gods through sacrifices, the increase in secular power is only the most basic benefit. In some special circumstances, the gods can even directly grant [abilities], [gifts] and even spirits.

　　 On the other hand, being watched by God is a special way of baptism. Curses that are not very complicated, or other weird things, will be directly annihilated in the eyes of the righteous god. Of course, if it is for the latter purpose, then it is best to prepare some sacrifices in sufficient weight. It’s not necessary, but using only a small piece of metal to get the help of a great existence is also a blasphemous manifestation in a sense, and normal believers would not do this.

　　Although Jenkins independently held the ability to acquire ceremonies, Dad still has to use this method to prove that he has gotten started.

　　 "This is an introductory test that has been implemented since ancient times. It is better for us to be more traditional."

　　 Then how do the believers of false gods test it? Pray to false gods? Are false gods also such great unknowable existence?

　　 Jenkins asked this question, but only got a meaningful expression from his father.

　　 He once tried to find the difference between a true **** and a false **** through libraries and other methods, or to understand the meaning of the month corresponding to the true god, but the theological books circumvented these contents in a uniform manner.

　　 Jenkins did not give up, but waited for him to be promoted to the level 1 bestower with peace of mind. At that time, he will have the permission to browse the collections of the church. For example, he cannot know the records of the church's "trick", but after the first level, he will be able to see part of the content of the danger number "04" and below.

　　The most unexpected thing about the new week is that at noon on Wednesday, the father suddenly asked Jenkins to go to church as an ordinary believer. The weather was exceptionally gloomy that day, and the pollutant gas released by the factory completely yellowed the sky. Captain Bincy silently led him away from the side door, and then rode in a carriage to Nolan Fifth Public Hospital, which was rumored to be haunted.

　　 Although the name has "public" in it, in fact, people who can come here to see a doctor must have more gold pounds in their pockets than Jenkins.

　　 The buildings in the hospital area look more like noble villas, and even the steam pipes are directly buried in the walls.

　　 The two quickly walked into a room on the corner of the first floor. The man in leather shoes pretended to be reading a newspaper at the door nodded and opened the door for them.

　　 just got in, and the stench that came on almost knocked Jenkins down.

　　 "Daddy Oliver should have told you what happened here, right?"

　　 Captain Bincy asked in a low voice, seeming to be worried about disturbing the man in the hospital bed.

　　 "I said something."

　　 Jenkins replied cautiously.

"That's good. In fact, what happened here is still unclear. The things in the open sea, the octopus at night, the tricks you encountered, and the evil spirits here, Nolan City has not been peaceful recently... ...

　　 Okay, don’t talk about this, you can try it, can this wound be treated? "

　　 Captain Bincy said, and gently opened the curtain of the hospital bed closest to the door, so that Jenkins could see the person lying inside.

　　 It was a young man with his eyes closed and his face pale. In addition to some fruits on his bedside table, there is also a small metallic badge on a wooden bracket, which is inscribed with the sacred emblem of [Inheritance of the Sage]. .

　　In Jenkins' eyes, the badge exudes a golden and green light.

　　 "Sacred items, have healing effects?"

　　 Jenkins guessed, then frowned and looked at the source of the stench-his right arm wrapped in white gauze.

　　 was standing in the room when he entered the door. The doctor wearing white clothes and a big face mask took apart the gauze, allowing Jenkins and Captain Bincy to see the finger-wide wound.

　　 The meat exposed from the wound was pale green, but it did not ooze any blood strangely. It can be clearly seen that the green flesh in the wound has a faintly spreading outward trend.

　　 "Wounds cannot be healed by any natural or unnatural means. Before that, we could only cut the meat regularly for them."

　　 The dull voice of the doctor came from behind the mask, and the corner of Jenkins's mouth twitched. Although his ability is useless against curses, toxins and the like, it happens to be able to target cut wounds.

　　 He nodded to Binxi, and gently touched his finger on the normal skin not far from the man’s wound. After a while, as the cold air flow from the fingers, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 But this only lasted for a second, the green flesh seemed to squirm, and then the wound cracked again.

　　 Jenkins continues to increase the output of "spirit", but the speed of healing is always inferior to the speed of wound opening.

　　 "It's okay."

　　 Watching the wounds continue to crack and heal, Captain Bincy couldn't help but stop Jenkins' actions.

　　 But just when Jenkins was about to give up, his fingers flicked and accidentally touched the edge of the green flesh.

　　 The candle soaked in spirituality suddenly flickered, and Jenkins was dumbfounded as his hand pointed out a dim yellow flame.

　　 Before everyone stopped, the flame swept across the patient's entire right arm.

　　 Jenkins took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground, and the flames slowly subsided. There was no damage to the bed and sleeves, but the wound was still a wound, but it returned to its normal color.

　　 The abnormal noise alarmed the janitor to come in and check, and he got really good news.

　　 No one attributed this to Jenkins's possible [gift], they seem to think it is a hidden function of his ability.

　　 "You have been busy these days."

　　 Captain Bincy touched the arm of the wounded and turned to Jenkins with a smile on his face.

　　 I just wanted to try it, but I didn't expect it to be really useful. Overjoyed, Bincy immediately reported the incident to the church. The end result was that Jenkins took two days off from his father to treat patients with the same strange wounds in the hospital.

　　The upper limit of his spirit is still very low, so he actually rests most of the time.

Section 33 Chapter 32 Pen pal

　　Of course, it is not only the members of his own church who are treated by him, but the five Orthodox churches are all involved in the hospital affairs. Jenkins only treated them according to the instructions of Captain Bincy and an old gentleman. Although the relationship between the Orthodox Church should be good, it is certainly not free.

He also missed Mr. Barnard, who had saved his life. After he became a scribe, he had been busy at work and did not thank him. Therefore, he specifically asked the wounded members of the [Night and Secret] church, but unfortunately learned about Barnard. The husband was not involved in the hospital's affairs.

　　 When daily life resumed again, Jenkins received a bonus of £20 and was also allowed to learn dozens of rituals that he could not see temporarily under his authority. Just study, if he wants to practice, he has to buy the materials himself.

　　 After entering August-[The Moon of Skilled Craftsman and the Rain], due to the gradual weakening of the summer monsoon, the dim sky and irritating smell in my memory once again occupied Nolan City.

　　 This phenomenon is called the "symbol of development" by factory owners and nobles, symbolizing that Nolan City will become better, and Jenkins is only worried about whether he will lose his life.

　　 This is the normal state of this city. Although there is no title of "Fog City", the smog surrounding it is indeed completely similar.

　　 In this mist, Jenkins also encountered a misty thing.

"pen pal?"

　　 Looking at the letter in his hand in the carriage, Jenkins frowned suspiciously.

　　 This is what Old William found in the mailbox when he picked up the newspaper. There was no recipient, only the recipient address.

　　 The family originally thought it was because the sender carelessly forgot to write, but after opening it, they found that it was sent to the wrong address, because the letter was only a greeting to a pen pal, and none of the four members of the family had a pen pal.

　　 Because Jenkins' journey to work happened to pass through the post office, the old Williams asked him to send the letter back. Bored along the way, Jenkins hesitated and flipped through the letter.

　　Dear Potter:

　　 I am very happy to receive your letter again. The poem you wrote is really beautiful. I really hope that the weather in Luen can be like spring in all seasons like the poem.

　　 Regarding the incident last time, I am sorry that I still did not find the book you need, but I have entrusted a friend to look for it in the library of the tower, and I believe there will be results soon.